1773: C1773 The Strength of Leaf Knife

C1773 The Strength of Leaf Knife

"Brother-in-law, someone is coming."

In the passage outside of the Shule Ancient City, Spur whispered to Ye Xiaodao who was behind him.

Master Dao waved his hand in boredom, indicating for the spurs to take care of themselves.

He originally thought that the reason why Qin Laoqi arranged for him to come here and wait for Lee Nanfang was to show off Master Dao's powerful skills.

Who would have known that the things that happened in the Shule Ancient City basically had nothing to do with him at all.

A group of fully armed and well-equipped Soaring Dragon team was able to settle all of these matters.

What is Master Dao doing here?

Was it really here to guard the door?

Don't think that Master Dao doesn't know what happened in the center of the ancient city from so far away.

Based on the rhythm of the gunshots, as well as the tacit understanding of each other, one could tell that these were the remnants of the battlefield that had been harvested by the well-trained soldiers.

Since Lee Nanfang and the others had settled the matter, what did it matter if a few small fish and shrimp came out?

Did he really think that Master Dao was here to pick up the loot and specifically deal with deserters?

It didn't fit the identity of a gold medal killer.

If he had the time, he might as well listen to Comrade Gu Yao's prayers to the God of Heaven.

As for who it was, he didn't care.

If the Spurs couldn't handle even a few fish that slipped through the net, then it wouldn't be worth his care.

The black kid Spur didn't care what Ye Xiaodao was thinking. After coming here for more than ten days, he had long been bored to the point of flustered. He wished he could make a move to ease his rusting body.

He flashed a sincere smile at his brother-in-law's fake teeth before turning around to welcome the two fish that had slipped through the net.

The Spurs had the air of a great ancient robber.

The stallion stood horizontally in the middle of the passageway and pointed his finger towards it. He wanted to say in Chinese, "Who are you, state your name."

However, before he could finish his words.

The lead deserters, who were more than ten meters away, arrived in the blink of an eye.

"Get out of the way!"

Without another word, that person lifted his leg and gave a fierce kick.

What kind of person was Spurs of the Horse? That was something that Ye Xiaodao and Master Dao had carefully taught and praised by Qin Yuguan and Qin Laoqi.

In the end, when he was face to face with a fish that had slipped through the net, before he could even speak, he was sent flying with a kick.

Fortunately, Spurs was not a little fat sheep that could be slaughtered easily.

Realizing that the situation was not right, he deliberately avoided the crucial point and counterattacked at the right time.

That kick landed on his groin, turning him from a chivalrous hero into a large prawn. He flew back, rolling on the ground a few times before coming to a stop.

Spurs subconsciously wanted to get up and continue fighting the enemy.

Unfortunately, the pain from the broken bones forced him to kneel on the ground. He quickly pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger.

The two people who had escaped from the opposite side were the two experts from Flame Valley.

The one leading the way ahead, who was running, was the elder who stretched out his hand and held out the highest among all the people who came to snatch money from the Shule Ancient City.

Don't look at the gunshot wound to his shoulder and right wrist.

It was an easy task to take care of one or two of them.

The Elder also guessed that there was a possibility of being stopped on the way back, so he had to stay alert all the time.

When Ma La blocked the way, the elder did not think too much and only wanted to kick that ignorant fellow to death, then quickly leave this damned place and return to Flame Valley.

However, he had never expected that the kick that he was so determined to win would actually be dodged by someone.

Not only had he dodged it.

At the same time as the spur was injured, the flying leg returned the blow, landing squarely on the elder's right wrist, which had been wounded by a gunshot and was not flexible enough.

The heart-wrenching pain made the Elder realize that he had come with ill intentions.

The first thing he did was to do the right thing. He tried to chase after them and kill those who were in his way.

Before he could even take a step, the bullet had already flew over.

This was not the first time that a Hungry Ghost Tao Elder had faced a modern weapon, but at that time, he had made the correct response, and without saying anything further, he collapsed onto the ground.

He survived.

However, it was obvious that his speed was slower. The Hungry Ghost Tao youth who had just caught up didn't even have the time to fart when a bullet had pierced through his brain.

Ye Xiaodao only realized that something was wrong when he heard the gunshot.

He had absolute confidence in the spurs and didn't pay attention to the situation over there.

Who knew that in just ten seconds, at most, both sides would meet face to face, and the spurs would actually fire.

That only proves one thing.

His black brother-in-law had met a tough opponent.

"Uncle Gu, stay here. Don't run around."

Ye Xiaodao said in a low voice. Then, he got up and rushed out of the tunnel.

In the dark underground space, one could see that the spurs were half-kneeling on the ground, continuously pulling the trigger.

In the direction in which the bullets shot out, a ghost-like shadow could be seen rolling and crawling at an extremely high speed, dodging the bullets.

The word "retreat" was not in Spurs' dictionary.

The black kid had his own pride too.

He had come to clean up a few small fish and shrimps that had escaped the net. He had not expected that the one that had escaped was a large shark.

He was beaten until he couldn't stand up in the first exchange. This caused Spurs to feel a sense of humiliation that he had never felt before.

Shooting was proof that he was terrified.

If a single bullet could not kill the enemy, then there was no need for him to retreat and escape.

He could only watch as the other side drew near and began to fight to their heart's content.

At the very least, he couldn't escape even if he died.

He could lose, but he could not run.

"Idiot!"

Ye Xiaodao cursed angrily.

This was the moment when the spurs emptied into the magazine and reached to his waist, ready to fight to the death with his opponent with a cold weapon.

Ye Xiaodao grabbed onto the spurs' thick collar and pulled back. The spurs flew out with bared fangs and claws and the Military Thorn was taken away by Master Dao.

"If you can't beat them, can't you run? You've fed the dogs everything I taught you before?"

It was really hard for Master Dao. Before bullying the body, when he was fighting with the Hungry Ghost Tao Elder, he was still in the mood to reprimand Ma Ci.

However, this was the only reprimand.

After that, no matter how confident Master Dao was, he had to focus on dealing with the enemy and couldn't be distracted at all.

Flame Valley had developed for a thousand years, and had long been out of contact with the entire modern society.

How could they have that much confidence? Under King Xuanyuan's lead, they could counterattack the Central Plains and recover their Sui Empire?

It was because the first generation King Xuanyuan had left behind, an inheritance that could allow Flame Valley to look down on the entire China continent.

It wasn't too mysterious to say that it was a martial arts manual.

But that was the truth.

Since the moment Flame Valley users were born, they had a set of systematic martial arts cultivation methods, as well as secret martial arts manuals that had long since been lost in the Modern World, passing down from generation to generation.

Those who were able to reach the position of Elder were all people who had immersed themselves in martial arts for many years.

Perhaps their level had already reached the point where everything was a weapon.

Just like Jin Yong's martial arts book, "The Divine Condor Heroic Couple", Yang Tong fought in the Mandala Valley, using willow branches as his weapon.

It was also just like what Lee Nanfang said to Wu Tie, Second Fool, and the others when he first went to Muppet Island to rescue Yue Zitong.

Anything could be turned into a killing weapon in the hands of these people.

The level of Hungry Ghost Tao Elders would not be lower than when locking them up.

So, in such a closed environment of the ancient city, the surroundings were all newly decorated brick floors. If he couldn't find a suitable weapon, he couldn't just take off a tile to hit people, right?

The same.

He had a gun on his left shoulder and a gun on his right wrist. Even if she gave him a good weapon, he wouldn't be able to hold it steady.

The unlucky Hungry Ghost Tao Elder, in order to live, could only be like a suspended martial arts actor, moving both legs up and down, launching an extremely quick attack.

He wanted to end this battle with the fastest speed possible.

His body was still bleeding. If he continued to waste more time, his strength would decrease by a bit.

After spending more than ten minutes here, he was on the verge of bleeding to death.

Unfortunately, if one was really unlucky, even drinking cold water would cause one to clench their teeth.

Who told him to die? He had to choose the one Master Dao was guarding at all eight entrances of the ancient city.

Who told him to meet Ye Xiaodao, he's a fighter that doesn't play his cards according to the rules.

No matter how powerful that whip kick was, it was still faster than the previous one.

Ye Xiaodao just didn't fight back head on. With the Military Thorn in his hand, he always aimed at his ankle and stabbed it upwards.

The elder raised his leg and hacked down, while Master Dao stabbed upwards with his Military Thorn.

The elder kicked him from the side, causing Master Dao to raise the Military Thorn and gobble it down.

Lifting his foot, he pressed down.

Stepping on the ground, won't, won't Master Dao dodge?

Who would be so stupid as to bend down and stab you with a knife when you're already stepping on the ground?

Although Flame Valley Elder Lao Chang Nian lived deep in the mountains, he rarely fought face to face with others. However, in the past few decades, he had been straightforward with anyone.

Even when he had come into contact with the black kid, it had been a direct confrontation.

Why did he just get a shameless Ye Xiaodao instead?

He was certain that Hungry Ghost Tao Elder was already injured and was feeling anxious. Yet he just had to play with you and waste time to kill you.

For a moment, the elder wanted nothing more than to open his mouth and bite.

"Kid, are you f * cking a man or not?!"

After another ineffective attack, the Elder took advantage of the time when he was changing his posture to curse loudly.

Ye Xiaodao chuckled: "I'm not a man, I don't need to prove it to you. "Come on, kill me if you dare."

"I'll kill you right now!"

The Elder was thoroughly enraged. He ignored the pain from the gunshot wounds on his shoulder and wrist, and attacked with both hands and feet at the same time.

Ye Xiaodao was laughing. He could always resolve the opponent's fatal strike at the critical moment.

However, no one knew that Master Dao's heart was in pain.

When the two sides started fighting, he realized that Lee Nanfang's group had leaked the fish out.

It was either a small fish or a small shrimp. It was just a large shark.

Under normal circumstances, this guy wouldn't have received any injuries. Even his teacher, Qin Yuguan, had to use all of his strength to deal with him.

What's more, he was the disciple.

Did he really think that the title of golden killer like Master Dao was obtained by someone who liked to flirt with enemies?

Assassins were always able to kill with a single strike.

No one had a long war.

Since he had to face an expert of the Flame Valley, Ye Xiaodao could only use a time-consuming method to exhaust himself until the opponent bled to death.0

The reason why he had acted so flirtatious earlier was all for the spurs at the back.

In front of his brother-in-law, his brother-in-law had to display great strength.

He must not risk his life to get rid of a fish that escaped the net.

He was glad that he had achieved his goal.

Spurs' eyes were filled with crazy worship.

As for the wound of the Hungry Ghost Tao Elder, due to his intense activities, blood kept spurting out, and the strength of his speed kept weakening.

From the beginning to the end, about ten minutes was enough for Master Dao to eliminate a group of a hundred people.

The Hungry Ghost Tao Elder opposite of him finally revealed a tired expression.

Ye Xiaodao did not even dare to imagine how many of these perverts Lee Nanfang's group had encountered that had even heavily injured them and made them run away.

Are all the people from the Soaring Dragon training camp so strong?

Am I going there too for three months?

Ye Xiaodao thought like this as he reached for the gun at his waist.

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